Honestly, I wasn’t paying much attention to the food anyway, as we just gazed at each other for most of the meal itself and stayed busy underneath t...e tablecloth with our hands. I was distracted by the presence of Louis’ continuously moving hand on my exposed left thigh, with occasional forays into my nether region. I demonstrated my appreciation by unzipping the fly of his pants and squeezing his semi-hard penis frequently. When we finished the light meal, we were both wet, Louis with pre-cum. I had a neighbor aunty teacher named Umadevi and her 2 daughters&a son old son. Uma anty was 43 years old. I called her anty, that is how I began addressing her. She was good looking and really good sexy figure. However she dressed well, not exposing much of her beauty. We had a balcony which was almost common, meaning we could go the others balcony. There weren’t any other apartments on that end, so it was kind of secluded. She used to wear a nighty at home. It was enough transparent that I. She indicates that I should stand without saying a word and I watch as her small hands undo the buttons of my shirt. She tosses it aside and begins to pull my t-shirt up; I stop her long enough to finish removing it myself. She embraces me again and rubs her silky bra cups against my naked chest as my hands run over her slender shoulders and down the naked expanse of her back. Another jolt runs through my body and causes the lump in my pants to grow harder as I feel her small hand gently rub. I'll have to wear it more often."I haven't worn it for anyone before, but now that you're around, I'll be sure to. I silently promised.I took another sip of my rum, only because it gave me something to do."Let me." Billy reached for the glass and placed it next to his on the mantle, freeing my hands. "Come here."Hands by his side he commanded me to take the first step. I did. I walked so my toes almost touched his. I looked up at his face, and waited. Slowly his right hand brushed down over my.